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God damn you're so sick of the space
between your fingers and your heart.
I'd feel the weight,
you'd help me out.
Our legs locked in,
you'd press me down.
Your stomach turns,
but not your mouth.
You said you're sick of the space
between your fingers and your heart.
Liar.
You slip sometimes.
Absent minded.
Throw the first fistful of earth.
Carved into stone, you put the weight of my worth.
You caught a break.
I feel the weight, so go ahead and bury me.
Absent minded, you mess up your timing.
Motion captures what you're going after.
Sensing weakness, use it like a resource.
We’re unbalanced, I guess you’ll need recourse.
You slip sometimes.
Absent minded, you mess up your timing.
We’re unbalanced, it’s your silver lining.
You slip sometimes.
"What comes of us comes through us
and leaves us thin as string lights
hung up around a tree no one tends.
All night, I walk between the full moon and your heart.
If there is a word for feeling lost,
it is tired of being said." (Poem by Devin Kelly)
If WPE keeps making music like this album, I will keep buying it. For me this has the perfect amount of energy and sincerity. Also, the recording and mixing is done well (thanks, Kyle). Garamek